"Yeah, we can't tell him. Ever. I want you to live," I say, and maybe I'm exaggerating, but more likely, I'm not. There are things that Cas won't understand, and as much as I love the guy, and as much as I trust him, I don't trust him to be able to control himself, when Dean's involved.

"I'm just lucky I never fucked him. I'd probably be a pile of fuckin' ash, by now."